Tag: overthinking
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Poem:Old Fashioned Cure
All I can do is stare blankly to the seat across from me, the empty seat. The restaurant is packed and I’m sitting here with myself and this drink. Often, I picture you here and wonder what you’d say when I order my old fashioned. Would you think I’m sophisticated or would you think I’m…
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The Dating Pool is Shallow
Gosh, where do I even begin? I’ve had a few people ask me why I haven’t really touched on the topic of dating. And the truth of the matter is because for a long time I hadn’t really felt ready. Unfortunately, I had to work on fixing things I didn’t break. I quickly grabbed my…
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The Tunnel Seems Dark But You Have A Lighter
One of my really close friends is going through the same thing I went through nine months ago. I wouldn’t say I’m an expert in the art of being discarded but I can empathize with the feelings that comes with it. It’s unfortunate that it’s easier for the one doing the leaving rather than the…
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Fall In Love With All The Broken Pieces
As I walk on the beach, I notice love alI the around me and I get to thinking but then again, when am I not? I think about, in the span of seven short months, how different life has become for me. And in that time, I think about how I lost a piece of…
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The Big Scary Void
I have started off so many of my blog posts with a question, I’m constantly searching for answers. I’m naturally a very curious person but I’m also an over-thinker so you could imagine how that might not mix well. A-lot of questions have been popping up in my mind here and there, combing through the…
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New Year, Same Me. Is That How The Saying Goes?
It’s my last blog post of 2024 so buckle up readers, this is going to be a long one. This year has been one of the hardest years of my life, it has tested me in ways that I had never imagined. I have lost friendships, I lost my relationship and mostly, I lost my…
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Life Is As Magical As You Make It
The sun is setting, the sky is painted a beautiful dusty pink and purple color and I’m watching the airplanes fly overhead. I close my eyes and take a deep breath and allow my mind to go quiet for just a second. I’m enjoying this moment, there are times I don’t think we realize how…
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Take The Rose Colored Glasses Off
I cried today, actually, that feels like an understatement, the pain felt like a knife and the tears just fell, those feelings came crashing back and hit me like I was submerged in a cold plunge. My mind deceives me by bringing up questions that I’ll never get answers to. I feel like I’m a…
The Ramblings of the Hopeful Overthinker 